The intrigue of the wealthy, the counterattack of the secret marriage wife

If other people knew about this, they would definitely think it was a ridiculous statement. After all, a plant is not alive, so how could it have any thoughts?

However, Xia Li was very happy to hear it, because there was an indescribable feeling in Luo Li's eyes, a feeling that he could not see through.

"But does he really like these things?"

“Only by doing it myself can I feel what they are thinking.”

"You may not understand what I say, but I know you will like it."

Luo Li gave Xia Li a very comfortable feeling. Xia Li felt that he lacked experience and there was no need to waste time thinking about these things.

She noticed Luo Li's gentle smile. He was like a quiet lotus, sitting quietly in front of the Buddha statue.

Then, his gaze fell on Luo Li's back. In the late summer breeze, a golden grass was swaying in the wind.

Suddenly, Xia Li's eyes lit up, as if he understood Luo Li's look.

This is a kind of sadness, yes, this emotion is growing stronger and stronger in Xia's mind, just like the poems written by those poets.

Xiao Ran was elegant. Xia Li felt that her mother seemed very sad. She could not understand her mother before, but now, she seemed to really understand her.

But she didn't understand why she felt this way.

"Mother..." Mo Wuji called out.

Xia Li had words in her throat, but she didn't know how to start. How to comfort her mother? How to comfort her? Why should she comfort her?

His mood was very complicated, and his brows were twisted into a ball. "What's wrong with you?"

When he looked at Luo Li again, he found that his expression had disappeared, as if he was hiding something.

"Mother, you..." Mo Wen looked worried.

However, he did not expose his mother because everyone has their own secrets, so he quickly adjusted his mood.

With a look of deep sorrow, he complained, "Mom, Dad never stops talking."

The two of them tacitly forgot about this matter, and Luo Li touched Xia Li's head lovingly.

"When your dad opens his mouth, he just talks a lot of nonsense. That's normal."

"what is the reason?"

Xia Li shook his head, wondering if there was any ulterior motive.

"Is there any need to say this? Your father is old, and he just wants to regain some face for his son. Do you understand?"

Xia Li was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said sarcastically: "Mom! Is this really the case?!"

Luo Li did not refute, but just smiled, which made Xia Li laugh again.

"Shut up and don't let your dad hear you."

Xia Li quickly covered his mouth, amused by his father's idea.

"In fact, we all admire Dad and like you very much~"

Xia Li rested her head on Luo Li's thighs and put her hands on her thighs, looking caring.

"I know."

Xia Li lay on Luo Li's body, feeling the maternal glow emanating from him. She wished time would stop and that such a thing would never happen again.

Without fear, Xia Li seized every minute and every second to feel this rare warmth and comfort.

In his office, Xia Yuheng's eyes suddenly widened, and his voice trembled: "You just said..."

Perhaps it was the mother’s glow, coupled with the scent of flowers and birdsong, that made me sleepy.

Xia Li went to bed early in the morning, feeling exhausted. It was a rare opportunity for him to relax.

Suddenly, Xia Li's eyes widened and he stood up suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Luo Li asked puzzledly.

"Nothing, just feeling a little uncomfortable."

He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Will it be very cold?" Luo Li said with some concern.

Indeed, it is already late summer and early autumn. From midsummer to cool weather, with gusts of cool breeze, you can catch a cold if you are not careful.

"Go back and change your clothes first."

Xia Li nodded blankly. She really needed to think about how to deal with this murderer. This matter had become a knot in her heart.

Xia Li walked upstairs with a heavy heart, fearing that he might hear a quarrel coming from inside.

As soon as Xia Li heard it, he knew it was his father. He didn't understand why his father was so angry.

Out of curiosity, she walked to the door and listened.

An hour ago, Xia Yuheng felt something was wrong the moment he picked up the phone. So many years have passed, what is going on?

"Yuheng! Are you okay?"

Xia Yuheng laughed and said, "That's good! Brother, why are you here?"

"I knew it was you. You have a really good sense of smell! It's been so many years, and you haven't changed at all!"

The two of them were friends when they were young, so they are so close.

"In that case, Brother Yuheng, I won't beat around the bush."

"Well, I investigated and found a suspicious person, and then you were sent to the scene of the car accident."

In front of him was a man in uniform with two golden stars on his shoulders.

"What do you mean?" Xia Yuheng became alert when he heard that the man was a policeman.

"What's going on!" Xia Yuheng's voice also became deeper!

"I don't think your car was an accident."

"Brother, don't talk nonsense! Really?!" For a moment, Xia Yuheng felt as if he had aged several years in an instant.

She was chatting with her daughter just now, but now she looked confused.

"Brother Yuheng, don't worry. I came here just to see if you have ever thought about what will happen."

"We're in big trouble now..."

Xia Yuheng heard a faint voice.

Suddenly, he looked up at the closed window. Hey? Where did this cold wind come from? Why did he feel cold all over? !

Xia Yuheng himself didn't notice that his hand holding the phone was shaking slightly.

"Um... have you found out?" Xia Yuheng's tone seemed to become a little vicissitudes of life all of a sudden, and he was shivering in the cold wind.

"Mr. Xia, if I knew, I wouldn't come to you."

The man couldn't help but let out a long sigh, as if he had a thousand words to say, but with a bit of helplessness, and finally turned into a light sigh.

The police heard the crackling sound coming from the phone and could even hear their heavy breathing.

As a policeman, he had only recently heard that the deceased was involved in a homicide case, and that the deceased was killed in a traffic accident a week ago.

This aroused his vigilance. There was no doubt that he was instructed by someone and then killed.

As a policeman, he must seize every clue, and this is what he must do.

"Not yet."

When Xia Yuheng heard these words, it was like a fishbone piercing his heart. He would never feel good if he kept it in his heart.

"If there's anything, I'll do my best."

"Thank you, Brother Xia."